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1. |
Five
04:22
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Only
Holy
All my sins away
With a cannibals rage
And a catapult swings them all away today
Well a feast of glee
And all the sins you see
Have a sponsor up in heaven every day
Only
Holy
So I’m finding me
Facing too much pain
And a question of a no mortality
If you find me gone
I’m not really gone
On vacation in the sky is where I’ll be
Only
Holy
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2. |
Six
04:46
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The world has another opinion to claim today
A bastard was born on a grassy hill far away
I’m taking a ride on a wall of a plane in air
It covers the straw as it pierces my back in there
If you see a another rat I can annul all day
I find myself hanging from cliffs in a golden lieu
To a lullaby
The catamaran is the staple on water here
The phantom approaches a man with a prickly beard
Confusions are resting from wounds that are hard to see
If difficult issues combine to make evil breed
My sources now tell me a ghost of a man appears
The last thing I needed was facing too many fears
Of my youth now
A Jew in a prison camp shines it with stumpy hands
The last of a breed takes a soda without a can
Impervious monsters have flown down to me today
They say that a tempest is blowing into my way
Incredible danger is knocking my doorway down
Catastrophe mangles my soul and then knocks me down
Again
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3. |
Seven
03:53
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And I’ve got to know the answer
Cause a monkey seeks the truth
And I’ve got to see what this life’s about
With a hand stuck in a termite mound
And I’m getting so frustrated
As the termites crawl away
I just can’t let go my treasure
I just can’t let go this precious way
I’ve got a bad condition
If a robber comes my way
My hand’s stuck in a termite mound
To seek the light today I found
I try and try to pull it
To pull my hand away
But I’ve got termites in my fist
I won’t let go I will not go away
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4. |
Eight
04:07
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It’s a fine fine day
It’s another count
A sarcastic play
For another bout
In another land
In another time
For a sick old man
For a decent mound
Jesus, our roots are dying
Save me from tempest lying
Crave love in case we’re dying
Save us from ever fires
A concoction blue
And a poison black
Jesus is our plan
Jesus is our soul
Have you nothing new
Can I not go back
Purgatory calls
From a point below
And the death knell calls
Time I do not know
Did you wonder why
Did you pray today
If you see a ghost
Him to go away
And I saw the rise
Way above your head
Jesus, our roots are dying
Save me from tempest lying
Crave love in case we’re dying
Save us from ever fires
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Nine
03:59
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I’m feeling amused
I’m feeling betrayed
I’m feeling like lethargy
I’m feeling like everyone’s taking me for a slave
I’m feeling my rage
I’m trapped in a cage
I feel my energy
I’m growing much stronger to break your neck
I’m feeling like iron
I’m glowing with fire
I feel me burning
I feel me losing today
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6. |
Ten
04:22
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There’s a rabid dog in here, Aloysius
It’s nothing but a light and suspicious
A teeny tiny man climbs a ladder
He fights to gather strength, pitter patter
A dog is not a man and gets comfort
A man is not an eel and gets nothing
The sign of a storm nothing matters
Gonna have just a field of a day
And a melancholy man lies in tatters
For the fortunate others lie in wait
Take it down there my friend
Come and step up and take it back down
And me, your mother
Let me scare the holy crap out of you
Ok my child?
Your going to get me crime and it’s delicious
Like an alligator jaw inside pernicious
A fender from a car beats a pattern
Into the body of a man from Manhattan
Just a vehicle of God into a schism
Like as nothing gets you down into the rhythm
The sign of a storm nothing matters
Gonna have just a field of a day
And a melancholy man lies in tatters
For the fortunate others lie in wait
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7. |
Eleven
03:53
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Holy range
Semeline
Cain made rage
What you mean
God my knave
Ultrasheen
Can it wait
For the gene
Godly reins
Only God can take you
Holy See
Blasphemy
I will lose my portion
In the sea
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Twelve
03:55
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With a ghastly song
And a million ways
You came upon
That perfect way
You find it rough
To end your life
You find it nice
To think of that
A cloaked man
Is standing gaunt
His sickle stiff
His eyeballs gone
You made a pact
You can’t back out
The man has come
To take you out
The sacred cow
Will meet his match
The time is now
No looking back
The truth be told
You wanted peace
You thought of death
But you wanted peace
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One
04:06
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Siren’s song along the bay
Wasn’t seen a wake as no ship bound
Harryhausen monsters are at sea
Jason and the Argonauts
With spears and fighting monsters on the beach
Cruel snakes are writhing in her hair
Zeus looks down with diffidence with air
Crushing men is what the Gods will do
Kill the mortals, that’s their plan
Traveling to a stranger land
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10. |
Two
04:22
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The first time
You feel alone
The second time
You feel alone
And the third time
You feel alone
It’s every time
You feel alone
A gas mask
Is not a clown
A first step
May be your last
The Flintsones
Are in my head
My childhood
Is in the past
A fortune and evil is finding it’s way into once bright and cheerful eyes
A desperate moment, a dihedros moment is grinding away at my eyes
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11. |
Three
04:27
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We got the time as we roll away
To find a spot that will stay the same
And cogitate on the state of life
To see the pool as the wings expand
We’re forced to breathe it
We’re forced to eat it
I stand the well but it looks too deep
To call to weep is a likely chance
I’d like to be down inside the well
I’d like to be where I can’t escape
We’re forced to breathe it
We’re forced to eat it
Take a step and fall on in
Trust that I will not be caught
I’d like to fall into the well
I’d love fall until I’m not
We’re forced to breathe it
We’re forced to eat it
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12. |
Four
03:51
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Fyrce Muons San Diego, California
Forty five years of gothic space punk and electro pop reminiscent of Krautrock. Fyrce Muons continue to defy any musical genre with their provocative concept albums, improvisational and surrealistic spoken word.
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